Rising from the Ashes BY Only For You

---- Chapter 1245 Old Hayface and his two juniors were curled up on the ground, clutching their heads, knocked out cold from the beating. However, through it all, they barely made a peep, they took their licks like champs! They were used to that kind of treatment, after all! 'Mosby had that nasty habit, whenever things did not go his way, he would take it out on others by doling out beatings! However, today, he had gone too far, knocking them out cold!

"Ronan, you old coot, I've given you endless riches, miracle pills, and treasures galore, I have been more than generous, and yet you still won't hand over that map fragment.. "when it's your life or the map, you choose the map! I've tried it all, sweet talk, tough talk, every trick in the book, but you're just unbreakable!

"and now, Andrew-that little punk-hasn't done a thing for you, and you just up and give him the map fragment for nothing?" 'The more Mosby stewed on it, the hotter his anger burned, his eyes nearly bulging out of their sockets! 'The shame of it, Ronan's move was a slap in the face, pure and simple! ---- It was like a total diss, a slap-down to him, Mosby! "Ha, Mr. Lake, got something on your mind?

Maybe we can help take a load off, huh?" In the midst of Mosby's boiling fury, a smug chuckle cut through the air. Mosby whipped around, not towards the door, but to the balcony of the villa. There, a long-haired dude had somehow flipped his way in, looking all kinds of cool, like he had just pulled a vanishing act! "You're back?" Mosby was taken aback for a second, then broke into a grin!

name was Carl! Out of all Mosby's students, Carl was the real deal in medicine and the toughest cookie in a

Lake, the moment I got back, I caught you giving my juniors a hard time." Carl chuckled, "If the

story. He's got this brooding artist vibe, with his long hair and sharp features! Yet, he's quick to snuff out a life! He was a whiz with poisons, thanks to his medical training. He was the kind who could off

them off the hook this time!" "T'm actually bummed I didn't get to finish off a few juniors," Carl added with a hint of regret as he pulled back his ready-to-strike ---- hand. Mosby's eyelids twitched, and he frowned, "Even after all that time at the